Little Song Parfum
Cycle of Metamorphosis
Olfactory family: WOODY
Facet: POWDERY, GOURMAND, CITRUS
Composition: Coffee, Rose, Tobacco
A song that becomes sound in silence and fragrance
Little Song narrates the metamorphosis of time, which relentlessly passes through our lives. A perfume that tells of my solitude and my intimate sensation of time flowing and changing things. Little Song speaks to the past. How to narrate the passing of time? How to find the fragrance of metamorphosis? In the initial vibration of its citrus and spicy notes, I hear hope. Little Song is a small song repeated endlessly, a cup of coffee left alone on the table of my study, the scent of its grounds, intense, aromatic, from there, I began to remember. Little Song is a bouquet of roses held in hand. I sought depth in the Rose, I sought in it the poetry of its petals, slowly drying, a deep and dusty feeling. Little Song is a daily ritual, the cigarette now consumed between the fingers, the pungent Tobacco carries the gaze far away, the pages of Kafka recited by heart. A hint of earth and smoke, of roots and resins. Finally, even time has its fragrance. I continue to write this little song endlessly, like a lullaby. Little Song is a narrow space, a deep bond with life, with the past. A fragrance that stirs the heart, reaching the depths of the human soul.
[Little Song was conceived, created, and arranged while listening to the albums: Murder Ballads and Skeleton Tree by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds]
